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Monday, October 29, 2012

Moanday poem ............ Inside ... Prose poem .....

Let me inside your mind,

And I'll let you see the truth in me,

Let me inside your heart,

And Ill show you want a forever love should be,

Let me inside the pinkness between the thick of your thighs,

And I'll make you body shudder with quakes, ache with lust, 

While your lungs moan,

For more of me ....

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Happy Head day ........... Visions ......... Prose poem

Fingers wrap around his hard mass,
Triggering sensations of wants and need,
Sprinkle with the essence of lust, and envisions of what will become,
As I satisfy the need to hold his solid foundation in my hand, to let my lips spread around its intimidating girth,
While I feed the need of having the taste of his hard flesh on my tongue,
The wanting of it sliding in and out my mouth, feeding me his manly taste over and over again,
While my lips feel the texture of his smooth stretched flesh and puffed up veins, slipping past their taut grip

Urge of wanting fuels the envision of our sexual act, as it unfolds with clarity inside my mind, as my fingers pull his hard mass out of he confines of his tight red briefs,
Which springs into action like a piece of spring steel,
Causing an itch to appear in the back of my throat,
An itch that only can be scratched by the swollen bulbous head of his ballooning staff,
That resides on the end of his lengthy penile, 
Which will push it in and out the back of my throat,
As my head slowly rise and fall 

Slurping, slopping sexual sounds of giving adrenalized head will fill the air,
As a moist feeling arise between my thighs,
knowingly of his sweet cream is on the rise,
And soon will be my mouth flavor-able captive prize

Fingers grip his girth tightly,
Holding his thumping swell steady,
While lips encircle the head of his tumescent penile,
As my envisions, come to reality...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Monday, October 22, 2012

Moanday ..... Suddenly ... Etheree Poem

From my throat
As your deep licks
Cultivates the pink
Inside of my moist folds
Making them wet with yearning
Inflamed with the heat of passion,
As my body tremble with release
Blissful sensations overwhelms my womb

Etheree poem: Consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. 
1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Head day.... Feast ........ Prose poem

My eyes feasted on the thickness of its curves,
The sable color of its naked flesh,
It's natural aroma filled my nostrils as it transmitted into the air,
As my fingertips touch its flesh,
It was found to be hot to the touch, 
My slight touch had its hot juices overflowing,
Mt tongue tremble in excitement of first taste

Mouth open wide,
As its hot pink flesh eased onto my tongue palate,
Its sweet tasty juices flooded my mouth full,
As It's tender flesh ease down my throat, 
I  knew it was going to be the best steak I had every tasted...

By the way, where was your mind?

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Friday, October 12, 2012

Handy man .... Prose poem

 Warmth of bodies seek intertwine affection,
Sweetness of lips transfer from one to the other,
Hands wonder, fingertips gently caress

Breast meets chest
Chest greets breast
Kisses get sweeter, deeper,
Blood rigid flesh stands alone,
Base enveloped by soft petite fingertips,
Slow soft strokes is bestowed on rigid flesh

Hushed moan seeps from one mouth to the other, as kisses flow ever deeper,
Legs stiffen as petite fingertips grip tighter, 
Nipple inhaled, as tongue swirls around its foundation,
Stomach flattens as tongue wetness ease across its surface

Quiet groan ease past parted lips as scrotum flesh is suckled into the heat of her mouth, while petite fingers caress quickens,
Legs vibrate as shear sensations rush through his loins,
Audible sigh is heard as tip of mushroom head is washed by swirling tongue tip,
Legs buck straight, breath hitch, as head of rigidness is covered by the soft touch of her lips

Petite fingertips ease up and down rigidness girth, as close lips suckle on its bald head, 
Heart race as her mouth heat seeps into his rigidness flesh, 
Inch by inch his length disappears into the depths between her soft lips, while her head movements follow the rhythmic rhythm motion of her clenching fingers

Ragged breaths fill the air as her lips slid up and down the stretch length of his rigidness with urgency, while her fingertips hold onto its base tightly, 
Once she felt he was nearing the edge of release, her lips release its captive

Light brown eyes fixated deep into dark brown eyes. as petite fingers eased up and down his shaft with quickness,
Rigid mass swell, girth push hard against clenched fist, as clear liquid ooze from mushroom head slit,
Hips bulk, buttocks flex tight, as hot wet sperm spew from the depths of his loins,
Audible climaxing moan roars into the air, as her petite clenched fist pump his rigidness shaft like a pump shotgun, while his white substance squirt across his stomach and chest

Chest heave while petite fingers caress scrotum and legs,
Mmm, ease past soft lips after she dips a finger into his white substance and give it a taste, a wicked grin slowly etches across her face,
Once his heart rate declines and his chest no longer heave, she seductively straddles his face and lowers her hidden treasure in distance reach of his tongue, giving him the chance to have first taste of her clear substance,
His chest expands as he deeply inhales her womanly fragrance, then he extends the pink tip of his tongue slowly upward...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Head Day ...... On the prowl .... Prose poem

Like  a lioness creeping up on its prey, my body slowly, cautiously, timidly, ease between his firm muscular thighs,
Naked flesh is felt brushing against naked flesh, 
Causing a quiet sensational sigh to release from my lungs,
The hair on the back of my neck stands up, as the excitement of catching my formidable prey asleep shoots up my spine

Fingers lightly grab the lethargic prey and envelope it in its firm grasp,
One hand holds it stil, as the other slowly walk up and down its length,
My eyes watch its soft curve shell straighten to rigid, then grow longer, swell larger, and become heavier, all while in in my fingers tight fitting grasp,
Soon it has transformed into a man size beast to be reckon with, 
In a split second, my mind must decide if I fight this solidified foe, or retreat,
It decides I have the upper hand and i shall execute it slowly

Tongue tip slowly extends, and swirl on the faceless face of my adversary,
Its taste intrigues me, its scent intoxicate my senses,
Its thin flesh stretches thinner, as it reaches out to my tongue slow soft flickers

My body vibrates as it feels his thick manly thighs shake against me, 
A hushed moan floats into the quiet air, as my lips cover the faceless head of my foe,
As my lips rest on his bald tender ridge, I slowly suck until my cheeks goes  gaunt,
A slow turn of my head side to side, persuades an audible moan to speed past his lips
Now that my lips has the man beast attention, I precede to slowly kill it

As my head fall slowly downward, it slowly moves like a corkscrew, while leaving a wet trail on his swollen shaft surface, 
Slowly up, slowly down,
Slowly up slowly down
As  my head eased back up, I let the head of the faceless beast fall out my mouth

I licked its tip with vigor, flickering my tongue around his ridge until I find his sweet spot, 
Once I found his spot, my tongue flickered directly on it, 
Lungs moan, 
Hips bulk,
Legs straighten taut,
His body squirmed as if it wanted to pull the manly beast away from my hungry lips, my soft butterfly fluttering tongue

My assault abruptly stops, my eyes glanced at his wide heaving chest, my ears listened to his heavy breaths, as my hand slowly eased up and down his beast shaft, I feel sensations of excitement build between my legs, as my eyes feast on his body every reactions

Mouth open wide and encircled his beast,
My head again slowly fall downward while my lips avoided his shaft flesh,
As I felt the head of his beast push into my throat, my lips closed tight, and my head slowly eased upward,
Once my lips reached the tip of his shaft, my mouth again open wide, my head fall downward again, as the head of his beast flash into my throat once again, a shearing moan screamed in the air, while his hips hovered in mid air like a helicopter,  
My mind sensed it was time for the kill

Butterfly licks slowly flickered on his beast head, as my lips closed over its top, his fingertips dig into my  shoulders,
slowly my head fell the pulled up, each time taking a little more of his shaft inside, each time taking my time, my eye glanced up and focused on his face that was contorted like a man who was being tortured, his mouth was open wide, sometimes garble words would flow out, other times just silence
The more my lips wet his flesh surface, the smoother my head glided across its surface,
The more his beast succumbed to my lips touch

Harder suction, a slow twist of the head had his legs twitching, when my lips ease down and touched his scrotum, his hips involuntary gyrate in rhythm with my head movements,
Moans and groans followed shadow breaths of air flowing out his mouth 

Hands on each side of m y head was felt, they followed the flow of its rhythm,
His beast was on the edge of death, but I refuse to let it die then and know,
I kept just enough pressure on his harden shaft to keep him there, I wanted his beast to burn from the inside out before I was done

A pleading whispered groan of make me come was barely heard, as suction and slurping sounds filled the air,
His back arched inward, his breath hitched, pain from my hair being pulled out swept through me, his body bulked like a bronco as his orgasm exploded with the force of a neutron bomb.

The hungry lion in me feasted on his massive ejaculated mass offering of hot wet tangy sweet cream,
As his man beast died in my mouth heat, I savored the very last drop

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Crash "Inside Me"... Prose poem

As his hips profoundly crashed into mines 
Enraptured sensations scurry up my spine 
My womb became inundate with womanly fluid
My mind is blanketed with lustrous visions 
While his voluminous endowment ravishes my womb.... 

1Manview © 1999 – 2012